readx;? Zhang Baihan sat on the recliner in his yard, holding an old teapot in his hand, half-closed eyes, and took a sip from time to time, not to mention how leisurely and comfortable. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The door behind him opened, and a handsome young man came out of it, dressed in sports clothes, with a slight sweat on his forehead.

"Uncle, I'll go back first. The handsome guy walked to Zhang Baihan's side, bowed respectfully, and turned around to walk out.

He has long been familiar with this process, and Minister Zhang will count with a "hmm" at most, and most of the time he will ignore him.

Who knew that this time it was a bit of a surprise.

Zhang Baihan called out to him: "Peng Jian, you wait." ”

Although he was unexpected, Peng Jian paused, turned around and bent down, and looked at Zhang Baihan with a look of surprise on his face.

"Uncle, did you call me something?"

Zhang Baihan paused, put the teapot on the small stool at hand, sat up slightly, and said, "Peng Jian, have you heard of any worthy duels in the gladiatorial arena recently?"

As soon as Peng Jian heard this, he immediately understood, Minister Zhang was not at ease. The most high-profile showdown recently, isn't it the competition between Song Zheng, a newcomer to the Development Department, and Fan Jin, on the one hand, the figure promoted by the Development Department, and on the other hand, the son of Fan Wei, the deputy minister of the Development Department, who has been transferred out, there are many people who can guess the Tao here.

"Uncle, are you talking about the duel between Song Zheng and Fan Jin. I have long wanted to invite Yun Zhen to watch it together, but I haven't had a chance to say ......," Peng Jian said, so I won't go on here.

However, Zhang Baihan heard the meaning of the words clearly.

Peng Jian, this kid is bargaining with him. He knew that Peng Jian had been pursuing Yun Zhen, and he had never looked down on Peng Jian, whether it was this kid's background or ability, it didn't satisfy him. But that was what he thought when he regarded Yun Zhen as a flower in the greenhouse, and now Yun Zhen has already chosen his own path, so he doesn't care about continuing to worry about everything as before, I believe that Yun Zhen has her own ideas.

If it was in the past, Peng Jian took the opportunity to bargain with him, he didn't say anything about driving people away, and he wouldn't give any good looks. This time, though, he decided to change his mind.

"Isn't it just to watch a gladiatorial fight, I'll help you talk to Yun Zhen, whether it's okay or not depends on Yun Zhen. You know how to do it, right?" Zhang Baihan smiled slightly, and said such a sentence unexpectedly.

Peng Jian was already ready to be reprimanded, lowered his head and prepared to greet the spitting star, who knew that the minister, who had always been uninterested in him, actually agreed, which made him extremely surprised At the same time, he almost jumped up with joy.

Peng Jian couldn't hide the smile on his face, and patted his chest to give Zhang Baihan a guarantee: "Uncle, don't worry! I will definitely look at it carefully, not even a single detail, and I will tell you when I come back!"

"Alright, there you go. Zhang Baihan nodded, put away the smile on his face, and sat back on the recliner.

Peng Jian turned around and left the minister's house, and as soon as he walked out of the door, he jumped up, waved his fist and shouted, and then quickly covered his mouth and ran away.

Zhang Baihan heard the shouting in the courtyard, and shook his head with a smile: "Young man!"

......

It was time for the gladiatorial fight, and yesterday the staff of the gladiatorial arena came to the door, confirmed some basic information, informed the matters that need attention, and explained that someone would be sent to the door again at that time to lead him into the passage of the contestant.

Song Zheng asked Li Wanru: "Are they afraid that I will run away by then?"

Li Wanru pursed her lips and laughed: "Maybe." After all, Fan Jin has won thirteen consecutive victories. ”

Song Zheng had no choice but to roll his eyes: "This is too contemptuous of people." Isn't it just a thirteen-game winning streak, and it won't scare me into running away. ”

"Maybe someone ran away before?" Li Wanru guessed with a smile.

"Hmph, what's the matter with me!" Song Zheng's dissatisfaction caused Li Wanru to laugh even more happily, she liked to see Song Zheng's sometimes childish appearance.

Bang Bang Bang!

"Hello, is Mr. Song Zheng at home?"

There was a knock on the door outside, no need to ask, it must have been the staff of the gladiatorial arena.

Regardless of Song Zheng's face becoming ugly, Li Wanru walked to open the door, and it was indeed the staff member who had been here yesterday outside.

"Please come in, Song Zheng is at home. Li Wanru smiled and gave way.

The staff was happy on their faces, and then shook their heads: "Mr. Song Zheng is fine at home." The time is almost up, I won't go in, you guys are ready, let's go. ”

"Don't prepare, let's go!" Song Zheng walked out of the house and said to the staff like a black-faced god.

"Uh, okay, please come with me. The staff saw that Song Zheng was in a bad mood and didn't dare to say anything superfluous, so they led the way in front and let Song Zheng and Li Wanru into a car.

The car is a wide RV, which has all kinds of arrangements and facilities, a special driver is responsible for driving, and the staff accompanies Song Zheng and Li Wanru to sit in the car.

"What do you drink? There was juice, milk, and tea, and it seemed like half a bottle of liquor, which was there last time a gladiator was there, but when he died, the wine remained. ”

The staff stood behind the small bar in the carriage and asked Song Zheng and the others.

"You don't need anything, don't talk, keep quiet!" Song Zheng frowned and glared at the staff, did you say that you died before the war!

The staff shrugged their shoulders with a smile, gestured to sew their mouths, and really stopped making a sound.

It was quiet all the way, and it was not until the car drove to the special parking lot of the gladiatorial arena that the staff spoke again, signaling that Song Zheng could get out of the car.

Follow the staff out of the bus and enter the arena through the dedicated player entrance, which requires you to pass through a covered corridor to enter the player lounge.

The cloister is just below the stands, and through the gap in the ceiling, you can see a part of the stands, which are already full of people, and the sound of the stands is unobstructed, very messy, but lively enough. It's like entering a huge bazaar, where everyone is talking, and the result is a huge buzz.

"Is this corridor for the players to feel the atmosphere?" Song Zheng complained.

The staff explained with a smile: "There is indeed such a consideration in it, because in the past, there were players who were affected by the noise and warm atmosphere as soon as they entered, and the situation was greatly disappointed, so this corridor was specially added. ”

"Is there really a level of poor psychological quality?" Song Zheng scoffed unceremoniously, and the staff just smiled at it, and didn't refute or anything.

Walk through the cloister to the lounge.